Raven woke up, and
threw on her cloak, and shoes. Another day, the same Raven. She felt
like she wasn't getting what she needed out of life. She walked
over to her mirror. Her hair had grown because of the fight with
Trigon, but she didn't like her hair like that.

She made a mental note:
"Be sure to cut it later."

Then she remembered
what BeastBoy said.

FLASHBACK!

"My hair grew again,
I hate it like this!"

All the Titans stood
around her as she said this.

"You can always cut
it." Robin suggested.

"Yeah, and go back to
the old Rae." Cyborg said laughing.

Starfire just smiled,
as if to say, "Do whatever you please. It is your hair."

As Raven thought
about what to do with it, all of them left the room, except BeastBoy.

"Yes?" Raven asked,
rather coldly.

"I'd like to offer
a compliment." He blushed.

Raven did the same.
He shuffled his feet nervously.

"Well honestly, I
think you look beautiful with your long hair." His face was now as
red as a tomato.

"Thanks." Raven
said, with bright red cheeks.

END FLASHBACK!

What to do? Should she
cut it? Or leave it? Would BeastBoy still her the same?

Wish
I could tie you up in my shoesMake you feel un pretty tooI
was told I was beautifulBut what does that mean to youLook
into the mirror who's inside thereThe one with the long hairSame
old me again today (yeah)

She
remained in front of the mirror, now checking her face. Her skin was
so pale, and her eyes were so cold. Did she always look like this?
She couldn't take it anymore. She brought a pair of scissors to her
hair, and cut it to her usual length, which was much better, but she
still thought she looked odd. Moving down to her body, she ran her
hands down her sides, showing herself how skinny she was.

She
continued down until she reached her slender waist. She was very
thin.

But
did it look good? Was she too skinny?

"I
should eat more." She thought.

"But
then you'll get fat!" She told herself.

Raven
never thought of herself as being weight conscious, but apparently,
she was now.

Inside,
she was crushed. She didn't know what to do with herself. Why did
she want to impress BeastBoy so badly? Of course the obvious reason,
she loved him. She had come to admit it to herself a while ago. She
couldn't run from it, it was simply the truth.

My
outsides look coolMy insides are blueEvery time I think I'm
throughIt's because of youI've tried different waysBut
it's all the sameAt the end of the dayI have myself to
blameI'm just trippin'

"Maybe
I should wear make-up or something?" Would that make her prettier?
She stepped out of her room, and walked over to Starfire's.

"Good
morning friend!" Starfire beamed.

"Hey
Star, can I borrow some make-up?" Raven said nervously. She had
never done this before.

You
can buy your hair if it won't growYou can fix your nose if he
says soYou can buy all the make-up that Mac can makeBut if
you can't look inside youFind out who am I, tooBe in a
position to make me feel so damn unpretty

Raven
walked into the room, with the boys staring at her.

"Raven?"
Robin said shocked.

"I
see you cut your hair, Rae." Cyborg mentioned.

Raven
brushed past BeastBoy purposely.

"Raven,
are you wearing make-up?" He asked.

"Yes,
is there a problem?"

"No,
It looks nice." He smiled, but it was fake. The make-up must've
looked horrible.

She
ran back into her room, and slammed the door, returning to the
mirror. She took one last look at herself before she punched the
mirror, making it smash to a million pieces. Her hands were stinging
with open cuts, but she didn't care. Tears full freely from her
eyes as she sat on her bed, putting her hands on her knees and her
head in her lap.

Never
insecure until I met youNow I'm in stupidI used to be so cute
to meJust a little bit skinnyWhy do I look to all these
thingsTo keep you happyMaybe get rid of youAnd then
I'll get back to me (hey)

She
stormed out of her room, allowing no one to see her face, or make any
kind of contact with her. Her mascara was smeared on her cheeks,
along with some other make-up she couldn't name. She ran down to
the park, and hid behind a tree.

My
outsides look coolMy insides are blueEvery time I think I'm
throughIt's because of youI've tried different waysBut
it's all the sameAt the end of the dayI have myself to
blameI can't believe I'm trippin'

You
can buy your hair if it won't growYou can fix your nose if he
says soYou can buy all the make-up that Mac can makeBut if
you can't look inside youFind out who am I, tooBe in a
position to make me feel so damn un pretty

Raven
sat there, and cried in to her lap when someone approached from
behind, putting there hand on the tree.

"Hey,"
BeastBoy looked down at his shoes.

"What?"
she sobbed.

"Whoa,
what happened to your face!"

It
wasn't a very nice thing to say, but then again, it was BeastBoy.
He never knew what was insulting, he just blurted out of curiosity.

"That's
what make-up does to you."

"Oh
hey, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings you know. What's with
that make-up anyway?" He asked while he had a tissue out, cleaning
the runny make-up off of her face. Raven just stared deeply into his
green eyes.

"I
mean, the Raven I know would never wear make-up. Wait a second! Who
are you, and what have you done with my Raven?" Raven had to giggle
a bit, BeastBoy laughed.

But
wait! What did he just say? She heard him right. He said, "HIS
Raven"

BeastBoy
put his hand on her chin, and turned her face to look at him.

"You
listen to me, no more crying okay? You don't need make-up to
impress me. You don't need to change any part of you or anything
about you. I fell in love with the Raven I know. The one with the
hurtful stare, and a sarcastic remark for almost everything. Even
though you were so broken inside, you kept yourself together for the
team, and I admire that. Raven, don't ever change yourself. You're
beautiful the way you are.

That
was exactly what she was. A pale beauty…His pale beauty.
BeastBoy put his hand to her cheek, and wiped away her tears with his
thumb. She smiled…

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